The day was OK. The day was better. The dawn was beautiful. There was a flaw in the day. At 2 p.m., the guy who did the floor refinishing was supposed to come back to the house and fix some mistakes. They hadn’t realized that our upstairs loft has no subfloors, so when they coated … read more One perfect thing
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Before dawn
The day started out pretty well, even though it began with less than six hours of sleep, at 4:40 a.m. I got up at 5:30 and did all the good-girl things first: I wrote, I ate breakfast, I took time to admire the beautiful sky and its hazy crescent moon. I made a huge effort … read more Before dawn
Mark of the maker
The two women held up a large item partially encased in bubble wrap. “Where does this go?” they asked. I stared. It took a second to recognize the stained glass lamp – because one side of it was caved in. “It hangs above the dining table,” I said. “But … it’s broken.” I was running … read more Mark of the maker
New house
[Sunday, Jan. 15] We slept soundly, and woke up this morning in our own bed at last. It squeaked. Loudly. In the dozen years we’ve owned it, the frame hasn’t squeaked before. The movers left off some screws when they reassembled it. I’ve always loved the smell of this house that emanates from the raw wood … read more New house
Azalea restored
I pull into the driveway at 9 a.m. – no dumpster filling half of it, no portaJohn on the car pad. I have a lot of cleaning yet to do before the movers arrive. Many hours ahead of directing the crew, unpacking boxes and putting things away. Before the day begins, I want to just look … read more Azalea restored
Late-night cleansing
It’s the day before Moving Day, when all our belongings will be moved back into our rebuilt house. The last interior work is being completed; the workers were delayed by snow, which made it impossible to drive to our house for four days. The empty house is filthy. When I walked in, the hired cleaner, David, … read more Late-night cleansing
Snow prep
As I finished my workout around noon today, Tina came into the locker room to clean up. “We’re closing. We won’t open again until Tuesday,” she said. That’s how it goes in the mountains. When we get a forecast of snow followed by three days of freezing temperatures, we know that we’ll be stranded at … read more Snow prep
So much forgotten
Box after box. In the warehouse again today. I must have opened three dozen boxes, trying to weed out the stuff we don’t need and take it to Goodwill. I used the box cutter and tape gun so much that my wrist hurt. There was a prize, though: We got a fancy new Krups espresso … read more So much forgotten
In the warehouse
I can’t shake the strangeness I feel – in the warehouse, at dinner, driving home, recuperating from it all. We spent the day in Cartersville, which is only about 40 miles, but it felt as though we went on an exotic journey. The town itself is like a set in a Wild West movie. Pawn … read more In the warehouse
Stephen and me
Stephen King says, Don’t put your desk in the middle of the room. I read his advice about a week after I’d decided to re-arrange my office and put the desk in the middle of the room. Stephen King also says, The one thing your writing space must have is a door that you are … read more Stephen and me